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Yang Jian looked at the crushed record in his hand with some surprise. He sensed an unusual aura on the record, but out of caution, he immediately thought of using the power of the Ghost Shadow to suppress it.

Unexpectedly, this thing was so fragile that it broke in one go, showing none of the characteristics one would expect from Supernatural Item.

Moreover, as the item deteriorated, that feeling disappeared as well.

"This is definitely not a supernatural object. Otherwise, Paul would never have dared to put it so openly in a paper bag that holds records. He should have sealed it in gold long ago." He looked at it and found nothing unusual.

Paul looked somewhat awkward, but he wasn't surprised.

"Perhaps we really should sit down and have a serious talk, Mr. Yang." This time, his smile faded and he became somewhat serious.

Yang Jian said, "No rush, let's finish the search first and then talk. Captain Zhang, there's a compartment behind that wine cabinet. Find a way to open it. I want to know what valuable things are inside that made Boss Paul willing to cover it with gold to prevent me from finding out."

His Ghost Domain couldn't invade; it was blocked by the gold. But what the Ghost Domain couldn't do, human power could.

"Mr. Paul, if what Yang Jian said is true, we hope you will cooperate with our work. You should know that we have a search warrant and have the right to search any part of your company. If you are unwilling to cooperate, then we will have no choice but to take coercive measures," Zhang Hua said with a serious expression.

Paul was now genuinely flustered; beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He hadn't expected Yang Jian to discover his secret room so easily.

"That's just my wine cabinet; there are no other rooms there. Mr. Yang, you seem to have misunderstood something. I think we should sit down and talk now. Perhaps it's just a misunderstanding, and we should resolve it peacefully instead of leaving things like this. What do you think?"

He forced a smile, trying to resolve the matter amicably through negotiation, believing that Yang Jian would be tempted by his offer.

Yang Jian ignored him and instead glanced at the wine cabinet.

The wine cabinet, which had been standing there perfectly fine, suddenly began to move strangely to the side. When the wine cabinet moved to the side, a heavy door, resembling a safe, was seen standing on the wall behind it.

"I've never liked beating around the bush. Actually, I already know everything about your company from the moment I walked in. Apart from this room, if you want to sit down and negotiate with me, you'll have to wait until I've finished what I need to do. But after I've finished searching, maybe Boss Paul won't need to negotiate with me anymore. What do you think?" Yang Jian pointed to the door and said.

Zhang Hua immediately ordered his men, "Open this door."

Paul watched as a group of government officials tried to break down the door to his private room and hurriedly went over to stop them. "Hey, gentlemen, please, this is a private place. You should respect my privacy. If you really insist on invading my privacy, I hope you'll talk to my lawyer first."

"I think you'd better sit down and wait quietly for a while. You know that with me here, any struggle will be futile." Yang Jian casually sat down on a sofa and said calmly, "You have my information. I think you're a smart person and know what to do and what not to do."

"If you continue to obstruct us like this, I don't mind sending you to a place where even Jesus can't find you, then you won't need to bother your lawyer."

After he finished speaking, he gestured, and Paul, who had just tried to stop him, immediately noticed that the door to the safe room was rapidly moving away from him.

Everything around seemed to be rushing away, leaving only two single sofas and a coffee table.

Are all Asians this barbaric?

Paul was both shocked and furious; he realized that he had been possessed by the devil.

Yang Jian couldn't help but laugh when he heard this, "You call this barbaric? Sorry, I've been quite restrained in front of Captain Zhang today. If it were any other time, you would have been meeting Jesus by now. I don't need any so-called evidence. As long as I think you have a problem, that's enough. There's an old saying in our country: 'Better to kill the innocent than let the guilty go free.' Otherwise, why do you think I survived a paranormal event?"

"So from now on, you'll sit on this sofa. I can guarantee your safety for now, but the moment you leave this sofa, I'll make you disappear from this world immediately, and no one will suspect a thing. Don't think I'm joking."

He wasn't in a hurry to make a move against Paul.

Because he needed to legally and legitimately use Zhang Hua to take down this company, and all that would take was a little waiting time.

"I don't believe you'd dare act recklessly in front of these officers. I've figured out the rules for you Asians." Paul tried to distance himself from the madman.

But as soon as he took a step, he stumbled and fell to the ground.

His legs detached directly from his body, remaining standing as if they weren't his own, while he, having lost his legs, collapsed to the ground.

"Damn it, what did you do to me?" Paul yelled in terror.

"It's just a warning. You can continue on your way. I don't mind. If Jesus is willing to protect you, you should be able to leave my territory," Yang Jian said calmly.

Having witnessed the extent of their power, Paul was completely disheartened. He struggled back onto the sofa, then sat down, his face pale. "Dealing with people like you is indeed extremely dangerous. Fine, I surrender. What do you want from me? Intelligence? Money? Or revenge? I admit that the group that caused trouble at your house last time were indeed my company's employees, but you should understand, we only care about taking jobs; who dies is none of our business."

"As long as you can afford it, I can kill that Wang Xiaoqiang for you. No, as long as you're willing to put my legs back on, I can do you a job for free. What do you say?"

Yang Jian shook his head slightly and said, "You really won't admit it until you see the coffin. Besides, your intelligence seems to have serious problems. After Wang Xiaoqiang's mission failed, I legitimately and legally killed him at the highway entrance outside Dachang City. How could you not know about such a big thing?"

"There's no need for acting anymore. Today I'm here for both revenge and to demand compensation."

Paul said, "Compensation? Yes, Mr. Yang, you have the right to demand compensation from me. Tell me your price."

"All of them," Yang Jian said casually after glancing at them.

Paul paused for a moment, then said, "You want this company? OK, no problem. I can have my manager prepare a transfer agreement immediately. From today onwards, this company is yours. In addition, we can guarantee that our business scope will never extend to the cities under Mr. Yang's jurisdiction. This is our company's sincerity. What do you think?"

He wasn't heartbroken to give everything away; in front of someone capable of solving S-class paranormal cases, such concession was a wise move.

"You've got it wrong. I want everything, not just your company, but you too." Yang Jian stared at him and said, "Our ancestors had a saying, 'cut the weeds and remove the roots.' You are a cancer in Dachang City. I won't be able to sleep peacefully at night until you're gone."

"Mr. Yang, if you insist on resolving this issue through war, it will only cause greater harm to both sides. Our company can make the greatest compromises and concessions, but we absolutely cannot be eliminated in such a brutal manner. You must understand that our company's background is not simple. If Mr. Yang really insists on doing this today, you might as well listen to this tape beforehand."

Paul understood the Asian boy's determination; it couldn't be swayed by any reason. He had no choice but to take out his treasured cassette tape.

The cassette tape was placed inside a small player he carried with him.

Immediately, a hissing sound came from the receiver.

Yang Jian looked at the cassette tape, and the feeling was the same as with the previous record—a strange power attached to it, but it didn't reach the level of a supernatural event.

However, out of caution regarding the previous incidents of Ghost Knocking, he took precautions and, before the tape was played, used his Ghost Domain to retrieve it and crushed it.

"Unnecessary."

Yang Jian's attitude remained firm; he wouldn't give Paul any chance. What he needed to do now was wait for Zhang Hua to find evidence so that he could legally and legitimately take this guy down.

Although the player and tape were destroyed, a hissing sound could still be heard from among the debris.

"Um?"

Yang Jian's expression shifted as he looked at the pile of fragments, including the one where the battery had detached.

"You need to understand before you start causing trouble. If it's just a regular case without any special circumstances, I don't have the right to interfere directly. But once the situation escalates and rises to the level of a paranormal event, I can completely disregard whether Zhang Hua has any evidence against you and can take care of you right here, along with this company."

He looked up and glanced at Paul.

"Mr. Yang, you might as well listen to this tape before making a decision. As for my life, it's not important at this moment, is it?" Paul said.